𝐇𝐚𝐫𝐮'𝐬 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

VIII: Japan's Finest

VIII: Japan's Finest

Third POV

May 9th.

20:56 (8:56 PM).

The day had finally come for Katsuki and Izuku to head to Japan for the final signing of Haru's protection plan.

Two black Cadillacs pulled up to the apron of the private air hangar that displayed a massive modified Boeing 777. With twin engines and a white body, lined gold strips spanned down the wings and up the tail. In black Chauncer typeface was the registration on the left side, 'IUKT-0035'.

Emerging from the Cadillac on the left was Todoroki, Iida, Uraraka and Izuku.

From the right, Kirishima,Sero and Katsuki. Two of Katsuki's other helpers had remained in Japan unlike Uraraka in preparation for the future meeting to be held.

Meanwhile, Asui and Jirou humbly remained back to not just look after the business, but for little Haru's sake in case Izuku's mother, Inko, needed any assistance with the pup.

A strong warm breeze blew past as Izuku tugged his plain white shawl over his off-the-shoulder top.

"Should've told you to bring a bigger shawl, Midoriya." Todoroki's voice popped up behind the omega, earning an unamused look.

"Yeah, probably." Izuku answered, "It's close enough to summer, you'd think these winds wouldn't be so chilly."

"Let's just get on the plane." Uraraka's voice groggily butted in, as she tried to smooth out the crook in her neck from sleeping badly during the hour long car ride.

Katsuki merely observed the slight interaction, quickly looking elsewhere when Izuku's attention suddenly turned towards his direction.

"Cmon, let's move." Katsuki ordered, as he started for the jet as well, being the first to enter and taking a seat by the front.

Entering in was the rest of his own crew, followed by Izuku, then his own people.

They sat dispersed amongst the now expanded airliner, although Izuku had joined Katsuki in front, sitting across from the man on one of the plush tan couches.

From Sacramento, California to now ascending to a maximum of 37,000ft (11.3 km) in the sky.

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Halfway into the flight, Izuku found himself becoming increasingly fidgety the closer the got to Japan.

He hadn't been back home in a while, and what's more, he was beginning to miss Haru.

He'd tried to sleep majority of the way there, but his body was officially too rested for him to continue so now he just stared off into space.

Everyone else were either napping, playing with the online consoles or snacking.

Katsuki, on the other hand, was staring out into space.

"Should I talk to him..?" Izuku pondered to himself, looking over to Uraraka who unfortunately couldn't answer question as she was completely knocked out.